I never ever knew from the start of this year,that I'd be staring right at these exams that are just oh so close. I never knew problems of that sort would be this close - and threatening.
I'd never also have thought of asking a stranger's help. I suppose we all do help each other out of general nice-ness, but can my selfish favours be justified? I really view them as selfish.
And meanwhile.
It's the invincibility, or the feeling of it. You feel so invincible. Nothing can ever get you down. Circumstances that once looked bleak now are shining down upon you their golden rays of opportunity. The motherlode of confidence in a future so graciously assured. The cost came not from you. This 'extra happiness' had to be from a donor. The sacrificial shedding of the pure Third blood invoked power - power enough to seal the joy for an eternity. Just so good... The feeling of this security, this elation and drive to do well, because somebody is standing there of free will, of free, unbridled and requited love.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
You said
Many many things.
The f-word. You said. The f-word. But not to be selfish. To be honest, the moment you start to fight you're in the wrong either way. but I call mine anyway: just. Watch out.
Onto the next:
God help my kids if I end up bullying them and picking petty (and forcefully-won) arguments with them.
Propaganda of the parents. You said all kinds of things. Many lies. And oppress. Where is the honour in it?
Joseph Stalin or Adolf Hitler or Sosuke Aizen?
The f-word. You said. The f-word. But not to be selfish. To be honest, the moment you start to fight you're in the wrong either way. but I call mine anyway: just. Watch out.
Onto the next:
God help my kids if I end up bullying them and picking petty (and forcefully-won) arguments with them.
Propaganda of the parents. You said all kinds of things. Many lies. And oppress. Where is the honour in it?
Joseph Stalin or Adolf Hitler or Sosuke Aizen?
Thursday, September 24, 2009
To talk theism
Letters behind posters are easier hidden than the sinful act of typing for leisure.
Everyone knows that typing for fun isn't sinful; I was sarcastic, duh. But my latest chapter got corrupted, and had to delete before it made anyhing worse. Sigh. It's not even backed up yet...
I don't quite know if that's how anyone wanted things to turn out as. But, if anything I kept imaginining it would end up like what it said in the French post.
My prayer: If things are going well let them stay that way, oh thank you very much for the very much better fortunes. Amen.
And for those who have fallen and feel sad/lost/bullied:
Wish the very same to you too.
Don't we just all wanna enjoy? When this crazy, insecurity-inducing, life-wrecking mess is all over, everybody MUST ENJOY SOMETHING AND ENJOY IT GOOD.
Everyone knows that typing for fun isn't sinful; I was sarcastic, duh. But my latest chapter got corrupted, and had to delete before it made anyhing worse. Sigh. It's not even backed up yet...
I don't quite know if that's how anyone wanted things to turn out as. But, if anything I kept imaginining it would end up like what it said in the French post.
My prayer: If things are going well let them stay that way, oh thank you very much for the very much better fortunes. Amen.
And for those who have fallen and feel sad/lost/bullied:
Wish the very same to you too.
Don't we just all wanna enjoy? When this crazy, insecurity-inducing, life-wrecking mess is all over, everybody MUST ENJOY SOMETHING AND ENJOY IT GOOD.
Friday, September 18, 2009
sweet simply got postponed.
Thanks everyone for the wonderful birthday and greatly treasured memories to last =D
I know it wasn't easy writing and hunting (know what i mean), especially in these trying times of mine. It's even a risk to my fingers typing this very post, but stifle me not Stalin.
Kudos sandra+jessica+dezhong+kurt, once again, I overkill on nice words and gratitude.
Chocolate is good for the heart, after all. I really really appreciate it.
I know it wasn't easy writing and hunting (know what i mean), especially in these trying times of mine. It's even a risk to my fingers typing this very post, but stifle me not Stalin.
Kudos sandra+jessica+dezhong+kurt, once again, I overkill on nice words and gratitude.
Chocolate is good for the heart, after all. I really really appreciate it.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Tsundere thursday
The Tsundere Queen, I remember. What about me, what I asked while fauning took place?
Sunday, September 13, 2009
I could've, would've liked to spend the rest of my day there. Strange how that place brought me some distant, and somewhat hurting memories I had, but that place was now erased of them, how peculiar. Really. Happiness is specific to people, like enzymes. You cant give person A's happiness to person B and expect person B to be happy. Sometimes it is not complementary, a person's happiness to the other. People who are too high up in the happiness then would not have known where to find me. It's cos I'm in a place they can't reach. A place they'd never know how, and even want to go. And while I was in there, the stereo flared a song that has been pretty special to me the last 3 months. All it takes is a little magic to change one's perceptions of a place long ago chucked into your bad memories. I'd like to come again.
Friday, September 11, 2009
おぼろげな日
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Chevalier
The lack of something so obvious did give me some peace. I did not see that bright glow in the sweltering heat of the midday sun. I felt safe. What can I say? I feel a fugitive. All deeds catch up to their doers, likely.
Quoi qu'il en soit, je me sens comme parler du Chevalier. J'avais l'habitude d'être un Chevalier à mon Cheri. Je donnerais mes tous pour elle. oui, tous les jours swasbuckling d'olde du YE des rapières, epees, et sabres. duels. Noblesse, il semble, est tout au sujet d'honneur. Je me suis battu en duel pour l'honneur - et plus ainsi. Ahh, j'ai gagné une partie du temps, mais pas vraiment ce que j'ai souhaité se produirait. Kendo contre l'art autoritaire de la combat en duel d'épée. J'ai pris la combat en duel d'épée, il ai fait un peu de kendo à la place. Nous avons lutté pour prouver notre supériorité, et à la fin, impasse. Impasse Mexicaine, combien triste. Améliorez si elle était vraiment de finition et arrangée de façon ou d'autre. Mais tout dans le passé. Aucun point alors ?
petit guide de SA pour combattre le duel d' d'en épée. Par exemple :
Voyez la belle fille? Mais quelqu'un d'autre l'aime ! triangle d'amour de SA déjà !
Tradition dans l'ère romantique: combat pour elle.
Oui, le combat en duel est également ouvert de femmes. Est-ce que quelqu'un vous a insulté ? Quelque chose vous tracassant ? Quelqu'un vous aiment ? Prenez un sabre et poussez ! La magie peut être employée aussi ! Les règles incombent toutes à vous. Dessiner d'abord le sang ? Duel à la mort ? Arrangez-la alors ! Haha…
Le Français est une si belle langue. la langue de l'amour. Et guerre. Tout est juste dans l'amour et la guerre… Au moins il était, pour moi oh il y a le temps tellement long.
Quoi qu'il en soit, je me sens comme parler du Chevalier. J'avais l'habitude d'être un Chevalier à mon Cheri. Je donnerais mes tous pour elle. oui, tous les jours swasbuckling d'olde du YE des rapières, epees, et sabres. duels. Noblesse, il semble, est tout au sujet d'honneur. Je me suis battu en duel pour l'honneur - et plus ainsi. Ahh, j'ai gagné une partie du temps, mais pas vraiment ce que j'ai souhaité se produirait. Kendo contre l'art autoritaire de la combat en duel d'épée. J'ai pris la combat en duel d'épée, il ai fait un peu de kendo à la place. Nous avons lutté pour prouver notre supériorité, et à la fin, impasse. Impasse Mexicaine, combien triste. Améliorez si elle était vraiment de finition et arrangée de façon ou d'autre. Mais tout dans le passé. Aucun point alors ?
petit guide de SA pour combattre le duel d' d'en épée. Par exemple :
Voyez la belle fille? Mais quelqu'un d'autre l'aime ! triangle d'amour de SA déjà !
Tradition dans l'ère romantique: combat pour elle.
Oui, le combat en duel est également ouvert de femmes. Est-ce que quelqu'un vous a insulté ? Quelque chose vous tracassant ? Quelqu'un vous aiment ? Prenez un sabre et poussez ! La magie peut être employée aussi ! Les règles incombent toutes à vous. Dessiner d'abord le sang ? Duel à la mort ? Arrangez-la alors ! Haha…
Le Français est une si belle langue. la langue de l'amour. Et guerre. Tout est juste dans l'amour et la guerre… Au moins il était, pour moi oh il y a le temps tellement long.
Monday, September 7, 2009
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